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Atlanta I’ve never been to Atlanta, I don’t know Atlanta, But I saw it on TV. It has an ancient name, with a Southern twist. Curious how “atl” means “water” in Aztec, which sounds liquid for your tongue.

There's light at the bottom of the deep All-devouring spirit, chasing threads, upon threads, upon threads Metaphors splinter, shards of mindless pursuits Fear of concreteness illuminates the chamber, best

part #1 #2 Because Susan Kelly had cancer. She didn't want to admit it, but she felt it just the same. She never had the nerve to analyze the mammography herself for fear of what she might find and also

The mysterious swamp creature is said to get its stamina from the croakings of desert frogs, its stealth from the slithering of glass snakes, and its deceptiveness from the drunken stories of Galactium

Short story description: Susan lives on the lush coast of eastern Ireland, taking care of her daughter and her many patients. But an enemy Susan is intimately familiar with begins a full on assault on

The code documenting Earth's history had been replaced at the last minute with 'Game of Thrones', a TV series left unfinished by the cataclysmic wars of 2018. The Secretary of Marketing's idea for the

Old age is: trying to enjoy memories drooling out of your mouth with the incredible speed of loneliness. © C.S.Begu, 2018, All Rights Reserved image source

Hey mister model citizen, What wild worlds are you building inside? Why is your mind spinning A thousand threads and none at once? Your green guts are boiling With dispersed ambition, (Is that a sin)?

Two kids cross the street holding hands, afraid a car will hit the other. *** Part of Steel Waterfall – 108 Modern Haiku and Tanka Read previous poem © C.S.Begu, 2017, All Rights Reserved image source:

"You never know who he's going to eat next." © C.S.Begu, 2017, All Rights Reserved Read previous tale

There is no reason why you can't pack your planet with you. It's a very inclusive community. © C.S.Begu, 2017, All Rights Reserved Read previous tale

"Request denied." "But I created the System. I have owner privileges." "Request denied." "But it's all my idea. This is ridiculous." "Request denied."

Space cloners, virtualists and galaxy farmers banded together for the final assault on the Vault. Whatever planet their ancestors had buried inside 7 billion years ago was at the end of its seeding cycle.

Beyond cascading foothills covered in wish-fulfilling trees lay the Diamond Cliffs and as the soul flew closer and closer to them, flocks of Ether-born swans would join in the flight. On the main peak,

"What Circle are you from?" "Four." "Oh, is that the Greed one?" "Yeah, what about you?" "Eight – Fraud." "Wow, that deep. So, what are you doing

"What would you like her to be when she grows up?" the geneticist asked. © C.S.Begu, 2017, All Rights Reserved Read previous tale

Mommy want ladder climb to sky grab big moon. Eat it good — all mine! *** Part of Steel Waterfall – 108 Modern Haiku and Tanka Read previous poem © C.S.Begu, 2017, All Rights Reserved image source: Canva

My flash fiction short stories were among the first things I've posted on Steemit. I think it's safe to assume that the vast majority of those following my profile haven't even seen them. For your convenience,

Tim was a master multitasker, so it was no wonder than when his time came, his heart paused mid-attack and then a stroke started. But that froze too and his lungs began to cave. Gasping for a last breath,

"A Superintelligence! The Singularity will be the peak of evolution. Imagine the technology! The possibilities! We won't have to do anything anymore. And it's not that far into the future because